The Wrong Object Follow

The highway's dividing
The city's in view
As usual, I'm almost on time

You're the last thing that's on my mind
I wish I could tell you the way that I feel
But tonight is the night
I fell asleep at the wheel

No commotion, no screaming brakes
Most of it's over before I awake
From the ceiling, my coffee cup drips
While out my window, the horizon does flips

The worst part was hitting the ground
Not the feeling so much as the sound
Can't help but wonder if all this is real
'Cause tonight is the night, I fell asleep at the wheel

Rubberneck traffic and passersby
And Slow Motion Walter, the fire engine guy
Stand around with their mouths open wide
I heard some idiot ask if someone's inside

With the Jaws of Life, they tried and they tried
Nobody here can know how I feel
'Cause tonight is the night
I fell asleep at the wheel

I guess it's over now
'Cause I've never seen so much
Never seen so much, never seen so much
Never seen so much

I guess it's over now
'Cause I've never seen so much
Never seen so much, never seen so much blood

In all the confusion, there's something serene
I'm just a posthumous part of the scene
Now I'm floating above looking in
As the radio blares and wheels spin

I can see my face slump with a grin
And you, you're the last thing on my mind
You're the last thing on my mind
You're the last thing on my mind
You're the last thing on my mind